Print

Please login or register.
1 Hour 1 Day 1 Week 1 Month Forever
Login with username, password and session length

I don't care.

0 (0%)

I don't care.

0 (0%)

Total Members Voted: 0

Voting closed: January 04, 2021, 02:28:47 am

[19_EgarAlnis]

Emma shakes her head, rubbing at her face. "You're a mess, but I love you." She teases, then giggles, gesturing down the hall. "Go. Heal. We have to go shopping later for proper clothes anyway, and I'm sure you have things to do."

With a glance back to her office and the piles of paperwork your sure she still has to wade through, she looks torn, but only briefly. "I'll come to grab you in the afternoon." She graces you with a smile that sets your heart beating faster, probably not helping the bloodstained bandages and reclaims her seat at the desk.

"You're still standing there!" She complains good-naturedly, and you hurry away with a grin.

[ZBridges]

We might as well get new bandages and get our wounds re-sutured.

[Naturegirl1999]

We might as well get new bandages and get our wounds re-sutured.

+1
How’s our hunger? If we are satisfied, we can try a healing surge

[Superdorf]

Head back to medical wing, pop the Healing Surge, and we'll reevaluate.

[ZBridges]

Head back to medical wing, pop the Healing Surge, and we'll reevaluate.

+1

[Naturegirl1999]

Head back to medical wing, pop the Healing Surge, and we'll reevaluate.

+1

+1

[19_EgarAlnis]

It's a quick trip down a set of stairs that lay in parallel to a textured ramp that follows the same path, and then you're in your medical room.

[18] You strip down, and with a deep breath, your fingers tight on the blood resistant poly-linen, you bring forth your will. Pain burns through you from your side as your focus is diverted, and you hunch over as stitches push themselves out of the barely healed wounds. They are deep, and you're sure some organs must have been damaged, as evidenced by the sheer length of time it takes for you to heal yourself. Blood still drips from your bandages.

[8] Another flash of pain burns through you, as once again heal yourself. It fades much more quickly this time. You peel away the bandages, revealing your raw and red side, still coated in drying blood. The stitches they put in you fall away with the bandages, and you leave them on the bed. You rise on shaky feet, and step into the shower, feeling the burning hot water ease your cramping core muscles as they reconfigure themselves. You're a bit peckish now, but figure that can wait until you finish cleaning yourself.

You touch the fading scars that score your arm, your side. Your body bears no scar tissue that you can see. It sometimes surprises you, but you wonder how you would look if your body kept a tally of every grievous injury that you have sustained. You let the burning hot water wash over you, feeling relaxed as you watch the dried blood wash down the drain.


When you emerge, drying your long hair, you notice that one of the medical personnel has replaced your bloody uniform with a clean one, as well as disposed of the bandages for you-- Silas sits next to the door, patiently. You don't flinch or bother to cover yourself-- he is your lead doctor, now, after all. "I knew you could regrow limbs, Lady Alphira. Your biology is quite amazing. Not only are you a miracle of...science? Magic? Not only that, but you can infect others with your ability, with your mind." There isn't a smile on his face as he speaks, and he fiddles awkwardly with a folder. Despite his uncomfortable movements, his eyes remind you of a hawk, watching a mouse.

"The Plague seems to be of a similar nature, doesn't it?"

[Naturegirl1999]

“I’m not the Plague. William is still William, just a different body. His mind is still there. He isn’t me, I am not him”

[ZBridges]

“I’m not the Plague. William is still William, just a different body. His mind is still there. He isn’t;t me, I am not him”

+1

[Naturegirl1999]

“I’m not the Plague. William is still William, just a different body. His mind is still there. He isn’t me, I am not him”

+1

just deleted unneeded ;t

[19_EgarAlnis]

"And with voices in his head that he says are you. Or some fragment of you." Silas opines as you dress. "I don't think you're the same. I merely said you're similar. But don't you wonder about yourself when you compare yourself to humans? Aren't you curious about your biology, how you work?"

"I am. You're a fascinating subject. Scientifically, of course." Silas adds hastily, reminded of the situation by you raising a brow. To his credit, he doesn't flush or even blink, maintaining a calm demeanor. "I've compiled a file for you, concerning William's changes, but anything you can tell me about yourself or theories about how your body works would be quite helpful."

[ZBridges]

"There appears to be a part of me, the VOID, that is able to interface with 'angelic' technology and effect changes to my body that would normally be unconscious.  For example, it can redirect calories to repair different parts of my body"

[Naturegirl1999]

"There appears to be a part of me, the VOID, that is able to interface with 'angelic' technology and effect changes to my body that would normally be unconscious.  For example, it can redirect calories to repair different parts of my body"

+1

[King Zultan]

"There appears to be a part of me, the VOID, that is able to interface with 'angelic' technology and effect changes to my body that would normally be unconscious.  For example, it can redirect calories to repair different parts of my body"

+1

+1

[19_EgarAlnis]

"Well that explains...next to nothing I didn't already know. Thank you" Silas sighs at your explanation, but seems genuine enough in his appreciation, waving the folder at you. "I'll take this to your desk, Lady Alphira. I documented William's case well, including changes to bone density and muscle mass. Caloric intake did increase as well. His rate of healing increased. Pain tolerance increased...so on. It's all very interesting."

"If you have any questions, or can come up with anything else...I'm sure we can talk on the way to the 'funeral', or you could write a report for me. And of course, if you need anything, please, let me know." And with that and a stiff bow at the hips, he leaves you alone. You smooth out the wrinkles in your outfit and brush your damp hair over your shoulder. You sit on the bed and pull on your socks and boots carefully.

Now what?